“Rejoice greatly, O daughter of Zion! Shout aloud, O daughter of Jerusalem! Behold, your king is coming to you; righteous and having salvation is he, humble and mounted on a donkey… Return to your stronghold, O prisoners of hope.” (Zech. 9:9-12)


Lord Jesus, I usually meditate on this hope-pregnant passage during “Easter-week”—when we honor your first coming, and your entrance into Jerusalem “mounted on a donkey.” But it has stirred and arrested my heart early in 2023—especially the phrase “prisoners of hope.”

By your first coming, we’ve been made “prisoners of hope” (Zech.9:12). Our imprisonment to sin and death is forever broken. It is for freedom that you have made us free, and it is for hope that you have “imprisoned” us to hope. The hope of the Gospel legally owns our present and future. We don’t just have hope, hope has us.

The chains of paralyzing fear, anxious uncertainty, and hair-trigger consternation have been broken. To be in you, Jesus—to be “in Christ” is to be in the “slammer” of hope, and there’s no “busting out.”

The next time we see you mounted on the back of an animal, it will look like this: “I saw heaven standing open and there before me was a white horse, whose rider (Jesus) is called Faithful and True… On his robe and on his thigh he has this name written: KING OF KINGS AND LORD OF LORDS.” (Rev. 19:11,16)

Bridegroom for his bride, King of the cosmos, Lord of the nations, Savior of the world… Jesus, you are coming back. Until “the Day,” may each of our days be shaped by this hope, fueled with the Gospel, and invested for your glory. So Very Amen.